You can’t help but feel alone and that no one really understands you and your alternative lifestyle.

Everyone is so mainstream.

Your entire life is a lie.

You listen to cool indie bands that sound like a rehash of the 60s/70s or any other music decade that everyone just ‘rediscovered’.

You’re on Lookbook for like 3.5hrs+ a day even though everyone dresses the same and Photoshops too much.

You got your neon AA clothes ready for ‘electro-night’ that your local venue holds every Wednesday/Thursday — they mostly play bangers or some sort of techno and when they play brostep, the crowd gets into a riot.

Bros/broettes altpartyin' (credit: Zellaby via Flickr)

But it doesn’t matter, you don’t really have to be authentic/indie, just pretending you are is perfectly fine.

You’re not just some bro/broette at a dead end mainstream job, you are a cool (or at least chill) bro/broette.

And you have your alternative friends to fuel and validate each other’s perceived althenticity.

You want to stand apart from the mainstreamers, yet still feel connected to a niche that validates your lifestyle and makes you feel like you’re part of something.

But your alternative lifestyle crisis doesn’t let up.

You go after your alternative aspirations. You want to start a blog.

You feel like Pitchfork’s ratings really mean something and you fantasize about starting a band and getting ‘rated’.